Monday, June 05, 2006

 

Madrid

So I went to Madrid for a stag-do last week, the stag being Emperor Martin of Belfast. He is so influential that he had a replica of Big Ben built outside his city centre penthouse. The fiesta was fantastica. Of course I can't relay any other details otherwise men will come in the night and give me chinese burns. Anyway, in the Plaza Mayor there is a statue of King Phil the fourth on a horse. A discussion started up regarding the significance of the various stances of monumental horses.

It is generally accepted that people who are cast riding a horse have fought valiantly in battle. Next time you see a horsey statue, check out its feet.

If all four feet are on the ground, it means the rider died peacefully of natural causes.
If one foot is raised, it means the rider was wounded in battle and died later.
If two feet are raised, it means that the rider died heroically in battle.
If all four feet are raised, it means the rider is actually still alive and is living in a hot-air balloon from which the statue is suspended. They normally spend most of their time fishing for pigeons.


Right-so, here is a poem about Madrid.

I went to Madrid,
To buy me a Lada,
Muchas Gracias,
De Nada.

Hasta Luego, muchachos and nunchuckas X

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